Sunday, 3 September 2006

Time-Travel

I am on time-travelTo my grandpa’s homeFar away from the citiesAnd the crowded townsWalking on my feetI travel farAcross the riverAmidst the shadowy groovesWhere birds sing the morning songWaking up the village folksWhere women carry water on their headsFrom the river to the homeWhere every tree speaks to meAbout the days of my innocenceWhere every old woman is my grandmaShowering love and the words of wisdomWhere God himself speaksThrough children’s stammerWhere time loses its valueAnd I am lost in the infinite eternity !